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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 15:30:38 GMT -5
His brain had been working since he'd found her, bruised and bloodied, in front of Irving Hall. He frowned, choosing his words carefully. "I...may know a couple people...who could take care of it. Quietly."
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 15:33:05 GMT -5
She gasped, sitting up and turning to face him. "Tyler, you're not serious."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 15:34:36 GMT -5
He swallowed, face serious. "I think maybe I am, Rose."
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 15:42:48 GMT -5
"What?!" she cried, though she kept her voice low. "No, you can't. I know he's probably the worst father in the world, but I couldn't live if I knew he was killed -- murdered -- because of me. No way."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 15:45:57 GMT -5
His frowned deepened, his brow furrowed, but he nodded. "It's whatever ya want, Rosie."
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 15:49:15 GMT -5
She looked down at him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "That's not to say you can't beat him to within an inch of his life... I would just prefer you not to kill him. Or have him killed." It might sound crazy, to want her father alive, but he was still her father. She didn't love him, of course, and she never wanted to see him again. But she would still rather he be alive than be murdered by her boyfriend.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 15:51:17 GMT -5
He nodded, a smirk playing at his lips. "There's a new girl here, Gypsy. She knows a couple guys that are in the business of, er...intimidation."
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 15:53:06 GMT -5
"His name is William Howard, for reference's sake. And you remember what he looks like?" She laid back down, settling back against him, her back to his chest.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 15:57:36 GMT -5
He nodded. "It'll be taken care of, baby. Don't worry. Ya got nothin' else to worry about."
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 16:04:41 GMT -5
"Okay, she whispered, closing her eyes. "Thank you. For everything."
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 16:08:51 GMT -5
"I love ya, Rosie. It's my job to take care of ya." He kissed her hair, breathing her in.
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 16:11:17 GMT -5
"I can take care of myself," she said, her smirk evident in her tone. "But it's nice to have some help, I admit. Especially from a smokin' hot dude."
((Gah. Seriously. Finally watched the Snow White trailer. I'll see it just for him! Like Thor - Saw it, didn't really like it, but god DAMN it was worth it to see him.))
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 16:43:00 GMT -5
He laughed a throaty kind of laugh, nuzzling her. "Smokin' hot? Is that right?"
((I want to lick him. He's delicious.))
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Post by Rose on Nov 12, 2011 16:46:05 GMT -5
"Mhm," she hummed, nodding. "Absolutely smokin'. Seriously, what are you even doing with me?" she teased, chuckling softly. He was honestly a 10 while she was probably a 6 or 7.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 12, 2011 16:48:27 GMT -5
"What the hell are ya talkin' about, baby? I wanted to just jump on ya that very first night!" He blinked at her. "Ya got legs for days, all that wild blonde hair and this tight, tiny little body. You're sexy as hell!"
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